“This is the key to your shackles which, I assure you, will not being coming off in the near future.” “What do you intend to do with me?” His ...aughter rang through the cell like a bell. “Do? Oh, dear God in Heaven. You are a delight. Here you hang, at our mercy, bereft of all modesty, and you wonder what we intend to do with you?” Fear filled her belly as her imagination ran wild. Fear, and something else, something that took her entirely by surprise. Desire. “Show her, Francois.” She watched. "I licked her hand, providing all the reassurance I could muster.She fussed with her clothes, preparing to depart for work and leave me alone in the house. It was a routine that I'd adjusted to, and accepted without complaint.I looked forward to the weekend, when we would spend time together. She'd allow me the freedom of her rear garden, the tall fences preventing my escape. Not that I'd ever consider attempting to leave her.On dark nights, she would often walk with me down the quiet country. Then they turn the vibrator off, and the person’s tongue starts again. The person’s tongue is sucking on my clit , and their fingers have started to fuck my sweet bald pussy. I can’t fight it anymore, and my body starts to cum. I feel it pouring out of my wet cunt. The person’s tongue starts lapping up my juices, and then, I feel another mouth on my pussy. Two mouths are enjoying, all my creamy dreamy cum. Two different hands are on my breasts, and two different sets of fingers are playing with. 'Alright David the pot is right, let them have two hours of fun,' the old men began to complain about the short amount of time. Mr Ronald explain 'there are six of you and one of him. Only fifteen minutes of time is all you have with him than you just purchase more time. The closest old man to me had dropped his trousers and was rubbing lubricant on his cock head and shaft. 'I get to go first, I still have to get back home.' Those old fossils laughed as this fat fart pulled me to him twisting.